Yin Fa Jie: The Art of Shadow Magic 6: Rebirth Incantation
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"You knew all along that Zhou Fulai was concocting the Yin Marriage Tool." 0
 
Chen Guohua picked up a silver-white strand of hair with tweezers. "On the night before Li Xiuyun was murdered, the cart you had him transport was loaded with these dead people's hair dug up from a century-old grave, wasn't it?" 0
 
Zhou Huaisheng suddenly grinned eerily, his mouth stretching to his ears. "Officer Chen, have you seen the Yin Comb Opens the Gate to the Underworld?" He picked up a Jade Ring and pressed it against his temple. "Using a Thunderstruck Sophora Wood Comb dipped in virgin blood, from here..." He slid his finger along the crown of his head down to the nape of his neck. "With one stroke like this, the Three Souls and Seven Spirits will..." 0
 
An alarm suddenly shrieked. When the guards rushed in, Zhou Huaisheng was already slumped in a pool of blood. The Jade Ring was deeply embedded in his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and the Yin Combing Pattern on its surface was slowly oozing Blood Beads, forming a "seven" on the interrogation room floor. 0
 
The next morning, Chen Guohua stood before the Evidence Department's workstation as the forensic expert used an Endoscope to examine the Charred Corpse's throat. When the camera delved into the charred vocal cords, the display screen flickered with a silvery gleam—a half-sewn needle, with blue and white polyester thread still threaded through its eye. 0
 
"The same material as the thread used for sewing hair." Xiao Zheng's voice was dry. "The murderer sewed the weapon into the victim's body." 0
 
Snow began to fall outside again as Chen Guohua pulled out that half piece of Yin Shu. The reflection of the Comb Teeth twisted across the window glass, gradually outlining a woman's silhouette. She wore a front-closing shroud and held a complete Carved Wooden Comb, gently combing the hair of an old detective in the mirror. 0
 
Just as the fluorescent tube in the morgue exploded, Chen Guohua was using Purple Light to examine the Third Corpse. On Zhang Cuiping's skin behind her ear appeared writing in Jiao Ren Oil—an illustration of how to tie the Rebirth Knot from Yin Zhuang Ten Essentials. 0
 
"Captain Chen, we have results from the stomach contents analysis." Xiao Zheng's voice mixed with the hum of the Refrigerator. "Inside... there’s half a marriage certificate from 1937." 0
 
Chen Guohua's tweezers paused on the frozen gastric mucosa. On a yellowed fragment of Xuan Paper, words reading "Zhou Clan Daughter and Late Father" were corroded by gastric acid. However, at the bottom, clearly imprinted was a Zhusha Seal shaped like Fang Yin Yang Fish, perfectly matching the patterns on Zhou Huaisheng's Jade Ring. 0
 
Zhen Dong Tou, Land Temple. 0
 
Shamaness Wang Xiangu struck her Peach Wood Staff against an Azure Brick, causing seven Corpse Oil Lamps on the Incense Altar to suddenly ignite simultaneously. 0
 
Chen Guohua steadied his firearm as he watched the old woman retrieve a red cloth-wrapped tablet from behind the shrine, its surface gilded with "Yin Niangzi Zhou." 0
 
"This is the God of Ghost Marriages worshipped by Zhou Family Troupe." Wang Xiangu's gapped teeth let in a gust of wind. "Forty-nine years ago, Zhou Family Seventh Miss was nailed alive into a Huai Wood Coffin for a Ghost Marriage; on that night of her funeral..." Suddenly, she clutched her throat, her emaciated face turning purple. The tablet on the shrine cracked open with a snap, releasing large clumps of Gray-White Hair. 0
 
Chen Guohua stepped forward and pulled open the old woman's collar, revealing that circles of Braids were sewn into her Collarbone, with strands of Huang Mu Zhu digging into her flesh. 0
 
 
As the scissors barely grazed the tangled hair, it suddenly writhed like a living snake. Wang Xiangu's pupils rolled back in an instant, and a sharp laugh escaped her throat, reminiscent of a young woman's voice: "One comb brings longevity, two combs connect to fate..." 0
 
In the midnight dissection room, Zhang Cuiping's corpse lay under the shadowless lamp, its skin taking on a bluish-gray hue. Chen Guohua used a Willow Leaf Knife to slice open the scalp, and the roots of the hair hidden beneath the dermis suddenly sprang up, weaving together in midair to form a Rebirth Knot. 0
 
Xiao Zheng, startled, knocked over the instrument table. The surgical scissors plunged into the corpse's lower abdomen, unexpectedly pulling out a Bronze Key entwined with hair. 0
 
 
 
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